N the Southern Shade Songtext
von Van Hunt
N the Southern Shade Songtext
The kids are playing in the courtyard
And the peaches are on the trees
The life of a former rock star
Looks good on me, baby
In the southern shade...
Woke up ′bout four
Turned up my music and my wine
Mornin' dew makes my feet cold, but I
Bicycle through sprinklers in summertime...
The kids are playing in the courtyard
And the peaches are on the trees
Life of a former rock star
Looks good on me, baby
In the southern shade...
Checked on my trap
Lookin′ for Honey, but she's gone
But I know,
Long as she know me
I'll never be lonely or broke...
The kids are playing in the courtyard
And the peaches are on the trees
Life of a former rock star
Looks good on me, baby
In the southern shade...
Don′t blow hydro ′cause I don't blow my dough onto highs;
Radio don′t love me though she said she would, but she lies...
I got a girl
People simply love to throw
Money at her feet as she walks the stroll...
The kids are playing in the courtyard
And the peaches are on the trees
Life of a former rock star
Looks good on me, baby
In the southern shade...
Looks good on me, baby
In the southern shade...
Feels good on me, baby
In the southern shade...
Just beatin' the heat, waitin′,
In the southern shade...
And the peaches are on the trees
The life of a former rock star
Looks good on me, baby
In the southern shade...
Woke up ′bout four
Turned up my music and my wine
Mornin' dew makes my feet cold, but I
Bicycle through sprinklers in summertime...
The kids are playing in the courtyard
And the peaches are on the trees
Life of a former rock star
Looks good on me, baby
In the southern shade...
Checked on my trap
Lookin′ for Honey, but she's gone
But I know,
Long as she know me
I'll never be lonely or broke...
The kids are playing in the courtyard
And the peaches are on the trees
Life of a former rock star
Looks good on me, baby
In the southern shade...
Don′t blow hydro ′cause I don't blow my dough onto highs;
Radio don′t love me though she said she would, but she lies...
I got a girl
People simply love to throw
Money at her feet as she walks the stroll...
The kids are playing in the courtyard
And the peaches are on the trees
Life of a former rock star
Looks good on me, baby
In the southern shade...
Looks good on me, baby
In the southern shade...
Feels good on me, baby
In the southern shade...
Just beatin' the heat, waitin′,
In the southern shade...
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